Meltdown 28th October 2004

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Thursday Night Meltdown 28th October 2004

Schedule of Matches:
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Will Anger vs 004

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#1 Contendership for the Junior Title 4-Way Battle Royal:

Kain
JonnyG
Evan Quick
Brian Carnage

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Kross vs. RDK - International Title Match

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Blade & V-3 vs. Hunter & Cage - non-title Match

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Amo the Great vs BK London - Arm Wrestling Match

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Latino vs. TNT

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[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Meltdown kicks off in a lively manner; tonight’s crowd are well and truly up for it, and they whoop and cheer as the camera pans about to capture the atmosphere for those watching at home. Then the titantron is brought into service; it shows a scene inside Chairman Gingerdude’s office. Ginger is up to his neck in work, but he’s making time to see a new addition to the roster. The man is solidly built, with plain tights and a mask; Ginger is holding what looks like a CV in his hand.

Ginger: So, your credentials look fine, Mr. Anger….what brings you to ACW?

Anger: I heard that you needed some new talent, and this place has a reputation for attracting the best. I appreciate you giving me a tryout tonight....this is the first televised match I will have done.

Ginger: Well, just go out there and show me what you can do.

Ginger looks to be deep in thought.

Ginger: I….I don’t know you from somewhere, do I?

Anger: I don’t believe so, Mr. Chairman.

Ginger: Ah well, it’s not important. You’re on first, so you’d better head to the ring.

Anger: Yes sir. And thankyou.

Anger turns and leaves; Ginger still looks perplexed as the door closes.

Ginger: Odd, very odd…..there is definitely something familiar about him.

Too busy to think about it further, Ginger just shrugs, and the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 1: Will Anger vs Double – Oh Four

The crowd is ready for some action, and they cheer as Philip steps into the ring to get the night’s events on the boil.

Philip: Our first match tonight is a singles match, set for one fall. Introducing first, from parts unknown, and making his ACW debut…..Will Anger!

The crowd has no idea what to make of Anger, so their response is non – committal, but this doesn’t seem to worry Anger. He walks to the ring and enters it with a single arm raised to the crowd, before stretching and warming up.

Then “Doll-Daga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety Zag” hits, and the crowd is upstanding as Double – Oh four bounces through the curtains, very much “up for it” and raring to go.

Philip: And his opponent, from San Diego, California…..Double – Oh Four!

004 comes quickly to the ring, and Anger has to keep his wits about him; 004 slides in and the match is underway as the ref shouts for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Anger’s welcome to ACW competition comes in the form of a running clothesline from 004; Anger is bowled over but he rolls through and is back on his feet as 004 reaches the ropes. 004 rebounds into Anger’s upheld boot, and Anger keeps 004 in place against the ropes and gives him a quick succession of blows before jumping over the ropes to drive 004’s neck against them. 004 though pulls back, turns, and kicks through the ropes to knock Anger off of the apron. The crowd yells for some high flying, and 004 responds by springboarding from the ropes into a Lou Thesz Press from considerable height. The impact to his chest crushes the air out of Anger, and 004 swiftly stands him up before whipping him toward the steps. Anger though seems to have good collision detection, and jumps over the steps – he still hits the guardrail but the damage is dramatically lessened. 004 closes the gap between them as fast as he can and more punching ensues, until Anger gets in a telling shot and DDTs 004 to the ground. Anger stomps 004 a bit and then rolls back into the ring to stop the ref’s count at 7. 004 gets up and follows, dodging Anger’s attempt to keep him out, and he turns up his speed in order to move in on Anger and hit a quick belly to belly suplex. 004 finally gets around to making a pin attempt and gets 2, but Anger rises to his feet with no major delay and he evidently still has more to give. A further demonstration is forthcoming as Anger ducks a punch from 004 and whips him into the corner; he runs and 004 raises his foot but Anger again anticipates and skews his course so that he avoids the obstruction and smacks 004 in the face with an outstretched arm. 004 is dazed and Anger has little problem lifting him to the second rope for a superplex, followed by a pin which is also good for a 2 count.

Thus far the match has been well balanced; 004 looks pleased by the form of the newcomer, but now he readies to raise his game and see what Anger makes of it. The pair close up and trade blows to the chest until 004 changes his target and starts working over Anger’s gut with powerful kicks. Anger takes several before he starts to weaken, but 004 is focused and determined and creates enough pain in Anger’s body to distract him long enough for 004 to apply a headlock. With most wrestlers this is a basic move, but 004 has a particular trick to use; with his free hand he adds pressure to lock in his Phoenix Deathlock, and now Anger has a major constriction to his air supply to deal with. Anger attempts to wrench himself free; 004 hangs on and now every second pushes the match more in 004’s favour. An
inexperienced person might panic in such a situation and make their predicament worse, but Anger stays calm, and with a burst of energy he forces his way to the ropes and grabs on, obliging 004 to break the hold after the standard count. 004 tries to make the best of the situation and rushes toward Anger who has staggered back to the centre of the ring, but Anger responds and lifts 004 into a flapjack. 004 comes down heavily and Anger is already at the corner; he leaps off for a frog splash, which connects, and makes a cover once he has positioned 004. The crowd yells for 004 to get up, and he throws an arm up at 2.5; Anger is a little surprised, and as he pulls 004 to his feet for a DDT 004 strikes with his stone cold stunner out of nowhere. Anger is down, and ghe crowd is cheering; 004 glances around, and then with a grin starts his run for the People’s elbow. While he’s en route, however, an unwelcome and unexpected guest shows up; Kain comes to the ring without music or ceremony, and as 004 nears the edge of the ring for the final rebound before the move hits, Kain grabs his foot and trips him to the mat. The ref spots Kain (although he doesn’t actually see the trip) and orders him away; Anger is back up and is setting 004 up for a 450 splash, so Kain smirks and complies. The crowd yells angrily at Kain, and Anger takes a great leap forward….but this time he fails to anticipate 004 holding up his knees, and Anger is in a lot of pain as he rolls off. 004 stands, grasps Anger from behind, and delivers his German Piledriver without fuss; a simple pin, 1-2-3, and it’s over.

Philip: Here is your winner…..Double Oh Four!

The fans cheer 004, and he beams at having secured a victory after his recent defeats. Anger picks himself up; he’s disappointed about losing his first match, but he has shown that he’s not going to be intimidated by the established names and clearly has talent. Though Anger remains quiet and reserved, he accepts 004’s handshake, and his eyes appear to be recording everything in detail, so intense is their gaze. The pair head to the back, each satisfied in their own way with their performance.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Terror on the Wards

As the event staff prepare for the second match, the titantron comes to life revealing a shot of what looks like the waiting area of a large hospital. The camera pans around and reveals Charlotte King, mic in hand and clearly ready to interview someone.

Charlotte: I’m here reporting from the Lincoln Memorial Hospital, and with me I have Dr. Sebastian Green. Sir, thank you for making the time to speak to all the ACW fans out there, I appreciate how busy you are.

Dr. Green: Ms King, you’re welcome.

Charlotte: At the end of our show on Monday, there was an attack on several members of the ACW roster which resulted in two of our superstars requiring substantial medical attention. Would you be able to give us an update on their condition?

Dr. Green: Of course. On Monday evening we admitted two female patients, both suffering from head injuries. Both regained consciousness in the early hours of Tuesday, but as the severity of the damage could not be fully assessed both have been kept here for the last couple of days under observation. However there is no evidence of lasting harm, and we should be able to release them in the next day or so.

Charlotte: That’s excellent news. Would it be possible for me to speak to either of them now, live on the show?

Dr. Green: I don’t see why not, if they’re awake – I’ll take you through-

Dr. Green is suddenly distracted by his beeper going off very loudly. Instinctively he picks it up and looks at it, and his expression changes to one of confusion and alarm. Without another word, he turns and starts running; Charlotte’s reporting instincts drive her to follow him and the cameraman jogs along behind.

Charlotte: Doctor, what’s happening?

Dr. Green: We’ve got an emergency situation – there’s some kind of intruder in the hospital, and…..

Dr. Green skids to a halt; the corridor ahead is blocked by security guards, and all around other members of staff are being treated by colleagues from other areas for cuts and bruises where they’ve come under attack. A young nurse with a head wound rushes over to Dr. Green, almost in tears.

Nurse: Oh, doctor….it’s terrible….it all happened so fast, there was nothing we could do….please, you have to come with me…..

Dr. Green: Christie, please, try to calm down. What did you see in there?

Nurse: I don’t know who he was…..nobody saw him entering the building, he just appeared – those poor women, there was no warning at all. I think one tried to fight back….but he was just too strong. And now we can’t find the other….I think he might have taken her with him….

Christie starts to sob uncontrollably, and Dr. Green calls over a junior medic to comfort her before heading quickly to the security guards blocking the way into the rooms. Charlotte sticks to him like glue.

Dr. Green: I’m the physician overseeing the patients who have been attacked – I have to get in there and attend to the lady who’s been injured.

Guard: But sir, we have no idea if it’s safe yet – we’re still waiting for the police to arrive-

Dr. Green: I don’t have time to worry about that. Now let me through!

Dr. Green shoves his way past and runs down the corridor to the first room. A little card on the door reads “Kaesar, Alexandra”.

The door’s ajar; DR. Green pushes it open to reveal…..nothing. The room’s empty, and the window is wide open letting a chill breeze flow through.

Dr. Green: Damn, Christie was right…..

Outside, a few people pass by; Dr. Green hurries out of the room and down the corridor to a second door to catch up with them. This has an identical label which reads, “Kitsune, Alicia”……<br>
Christie is back, and she has an emergency response unit with her.

Christie: Yes, behind the bed. We need to get her to ER right away. Oh, doctor, I’m glad you’re here, we may need a specialist exam….

Dr Green: Right. I’ll go in first and direct you people…..time is of the essence.

Carefully, Dr.Green opens the door. The room’s been pretty much wrecked, with furniture overturned. Dr. Green walks slowly around to behind the bed, bracing himself for what he might find……[/i]

Dr. Green: What?!

Everyone else piles in; the cameraman holds the camera up high over the little crowd, and the audience sees what the people at the hospital can see – an empty space on the carpet.

Christie: But…I don’t understand….I saw her, not two minutes ago….and the corridor’s been sealed the whole time….

The group continue to stare, and the crowd is left to wonder what is going on as the scene fades out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 2: Junior Title #1 contender Battle Royal

The second match of the evening is a four – way affair, and all those involved are keen to prove themselves worthy of a shot at gold.

Philip: This next match is a four – man Battle Royal for the #1 contendership for the ACW Junior title. Participants can be eliminated by pinfall, submission, or being sent over the top rope so that both feet touch the floor. Introducing first, from Parts unknown……Evan Quick!

Paul London and Billy Kidman’s tag theme hits; Evan gets a good show of support after his strong performance in his debut.

Then “Open Your Eyes” by Guano Apes hits, and Brian Carnage hails the crowd as he makes his entrance.

Philip: Next, from Greenock, Scotland….Brian Carnage!

Carnage has already held the Junior title, and having enjoyed the experience is keen to get the belt back.

As Carnage warms up, “In the End” kicks up over the speakers, and there’s a big pop of JonnyG, who comes out looking ready to put on a top class demonstration of his skills.

Philip: Thirdly, from Toronto Canada…….JonnyG!

Jonny radiates confidence tonight; he’s not the kind of person to underestimate the challenge he’s facing, but the crowd give him a major boost and he feels able to take on all comers.

Finally, “Slow Chemical” hits, and Kain cuts an impressive and imposing figure as he walks down the ramp.

Philip: And the last competitor……..from parts unknown, the Crimson Monster, Kain!

Kain gets to the ring without delay; he triggers his pyros as a declaration of intent, and then as soon as the lights come back up he charges the group in the ring, knocking all three down. They jump back up, and the fight’s on as the ref calls for the official start.

Bell Rings.

A four way punch up quickly turns into “Kain vs the world” – all the other participants have identified Kain as threat priority one. Kain seems to relish the challenge, and he holds the other three off for several moments until Carnage takes a smarter approach and gets behind Kain to dropkick him in his back. Kain falls forward; JonnyG jumps aside, but Evan isn’t as “quick” as his moniker suggests and is inadvertently pinned. The ref counts, and Evan shoves Kain’s bulk off of him at 2; JonnyG is ready to take advantage and he gives Evan a fast powerslam as he gets up. Evan starts to look seriously peeved and he and Jonny swap blows; meanwhile Carnage knows exactly how he wants to handle the Crimson Monster, and he locks in his famous octopus stretch before Kain can get up. Kain starts to sweat as the pressure mounts, and Carnage urges him to tap out, but his tactics are thrown into disarray when Evan produces an impressive suplex….which dumps Jonny on top of the immobile pair. Kain breaks out from Carnage’s hold as his concentration is shattered, and the audience responds loudly as Kain signals for the chokeslam and gives it to Carnage in retaliation for his previous efforts. Jonny and Evan rise up; seeing Kain otherwise engaged they temporarily team up and rush forward, going for a spectacular double spear. They drive Kain to the mat and both make the pin; Kain kicks at 2, and Evan sneakily dives over and rolls Jonny up instead. He gets 2.5, and the crowd cheers his audacity, but Jonny is less than thrilled. And now Evan has Carnage to deal with; Carnage nips in and elbows him from behind, giving the recovered Jonny the opportunity he needs to use his Jonormous Slam. It connects, and Evan can’t respond quickly enough to shift both Carnage and Jonny who are both holding him for the pin and the 1-2-3.

Philip: Evan Quick has been eliminated!

Evan rolls out of the ring, and Carnage and Jonny are already going to work on Kain, who’s well and truly back in the fight. Now Kain’s firing on all cylinders; he whips Jonny away to one of the corners, freeing himself up to deliver a pumphandle slam to Carnage. Jonny rushes back in and Kain uses a smoothly – executed Spinebuster to stop him in his tracks; Kain pins, but Carnage makes the save in the hope of using Jonny to absorb more of Kain’s attacks. Kain stands up, but Carnage is already going to the ropes, and he demonstrates his Whisper in the Wind to floor Kain once more. The crowd loves it, and Carnage grins and heads to the corner for another high risk move; he gets awesome height on his moonsault, but unfortunately for him this just makes it easier for Kain to catch him before he lands. Kain lifts Carnage right over his head, and without ceremony walks to the edge of the ring and gives Carnage a Gorilla Press Slam to the outside. Carnage falls, but grabs the ropes; the crowd cheers…..but they’re even more amazed when they see that Kain has run to the opposite side of the ring, bounced against the ropes, and is now rushing back at speed. There’s no time for Carnage to act; Kain dives through the ropes, headbutting Carnage in the gut and sending him to the floor, while stopping himself from suffering the same fate by hooking the ropes with his knees.

Philip: Brian Carnage has been eliminated!

All this while Jonny has been laying low and conserving energy; seeing Kain in a precarious position he hurtles forward to try and eliminate Kain, but Kain is wise to this and recovers to his feet in time to steel himself for Jonny’s impact. Jonny bounces off but keeps his head, and he and Kain circle each other; their recent encounter just makes each more determined to conquer the other. In a straight up toe to toe fight, Kain has the advantage, so Jonny tries to avoid this; he gets close enough to lure Kain into a punch before grabbing the arm and executing an over – the – shoulder armdrag. Once Kain is on the mat, Jonny sets him up into the sharpshooter; Kain seems to be a little far away mentally, but he’s just concentrating his energy and he breaks the hold with the enormous power in his legs. Jonny had been counting on a longer period to formulate a plan, and now Kain has the upper hand; he uses a few powerful forearm and elbow shots before producing an enormous sitout powerbomb. Kain pins and gets almost a 3 count; confident that he’s getting somewhere he repeats the process, but still Jonny will not give in. This time Jonny rolls away, but as he stands up he looks very unsteady; the ref approaches to check him over, but Kain doesn’t notice and runs forward, driving Jonny back to the corner and sandwiching the ref between the pair of them. Both Jonny and the ref are down; Kain sees this and realizes a pin would be a waste of time. So he picks up Jonny as he did with Carnage, approaches the edge of the ring near the announce tables…and that’s when Predator materializes from the crowd, entertainment title in hand. It all happens in 3 or 4 seconds; Predator hops to the apron, smashes his title belt into Kain’s head, and retreats. Kain falls, proving that sometimes you do get what you give, and drops Jonny back into the ring; Jonny gets up, sees both Kain and the ref struggling to their feet, and rather than stop to ponder the situation he uses his Deep Impact (flip – over DDT) to drop Kain to the mat. Jonny pins, and the woozy ref retains just enough sense to make the 1-2-3 count.

Philip: Here is your winner, and #1 contender for the Junior Title……JonnyG!

Jonny is over the moon; while the title shot is a big deal, just as important to him is the fact that he has evened the score with Kain, albeit with a little unexpected help. Predator is long gone as Kain gets up; his eyes flash with rage, and Kain is clearly not about to let Predator get away with such actions. He’s already formulating a plan as he heads to the back, and a small but significant smile crosses his face for just a fraction of a second before he disappears.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 3: Kross vs Macho Man RDK – International Title Match (Credit: White Rose)

The sold out crowd in the ACW Arena have been on their feet yelling all night. For an entire week, they have anticipated this match and it’s finally here. Philip enters the ring decked out in his tuxedo and brings the mike to his mouth, The crowd grows relatively silent.

Philip: Ladies and Gentleman, this match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the ACW International Championship. Introducing first, from Vatican City, please welcome Michael Kross!

Vater Unser by E Nomine hits and Kross comes out from behind the curtain. His gray cloak and enormous cross make him an intimidating person to witness, despite him not being a particularly tall man. The fans cheer him wildly. He walks down to the ring, he is pure concentration, and his crusade for his God his only cause. He takes off his cloak, lays down his cross and enters the ring. After Kross takes his corner, Philip renews his introductions.

Philip: And next from Yellowknife, Canada, He is your ACW International Champion, please welcome The Macho Man RDK!

Macho Man’s remix hits and the crowd goes absolutely crazy for RDK and he walks toward the ring, belt in tow, with a cocky look on his face, but he knows that it is not cockiness, it’s confidence. RDK slides in the ring and hands his belt to the timekeeper before the referee calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Kross and RDK meet in the center of the ring and tie up, with RDK quickly using his leverage to gain the advantage and he pushes Kross to the ground. Kross quickly nips up and hits RDK with two punches followed by an angelic dropkick. RDK is dazed, but he quickly gets to his feet, but he stumbles into a well executed hip toss that takes him down to the mat. RDK is down for a bit longer but gets up where he reverses Kross’ DDT attempt into a northern lights suplex and bridges it into the pin, The Referee counts 1……2, but Kross kicks out. RDK gives Kross a repeated stomping as he gets to his feet. When Kross gets to his feet, RDK gives him an Irish whip into a earth shaking powerslam. The fans chant "RDK, RDK", but there is quite a substantial following behind Kross, so the reaction thus far is rather mixed. Flabbergasted at receiving such a quick flurry of offense by RDK, Kross rolls to the outside in an effort to stop RDK’s momentum. Kross goes to the outside and clutches his stomach in pain as he heads in the direction of the steel steps, RDK gives up chase behind Kross, but as the near the steps, Kross drops to the ground and executes a drop toe hold that causes RDK to fall face first on the steel steps. Kross gets to his feet and hits RDK with clubbing blows to the back and then Irish whips him into the near barricade. The Referee’s count is at 7 as Kross slides back in and out of the ring, he realizes a count out does not allow title changes. Kross approaches RDK who has moved forward from the barricade and was heading towards the vicinity of the ring. Kross charges, but he is met by a decapitating clothesline from the recovering RDK.

RDK picks up Kross and slides him back into the ring, where he then proceeds to give him a vicious array of kicks. RDK picks Kross up as the fans split by a chant that can only be heard as "R D Kross". RDK picks Kross up to his feet and then proceeds with a suplex attempt that Kross reverses into the small package, The Referee counts 1……2……, but the surprised RDK kicks out in the nick of time. Kross nips up to his feet as RDK staggers to his own, Kross takes advantage and hits a running enziguri that looks as if it takes RDK’s head off. Kross makes a quick cover and the Referee counts 1……..2……, but RDK puts his foot on the ropes and nullifies the count. Kross gets to his feet and climbs the top rope as the fans cheer loudly and cameras ready to flash on command. RDK gets to his feet and notices flashes all around him, he turns and sees Kross flying through the air in a flying cross body attempt, but RDK catches Kross, twists his body around and goes for a running powerslam that is reversed into a school boy, The Referee counts 1…..2……, but RDK kicks out as the crowd cheers. RDK is legitimately amazed at this combination by Kross as he gets to his feet quickly in disbelief. The two quickly charge each other and trade punches back and forth with reckless abandon, but Kross changes the pace when he hits an Irish whip into the nearest turnbuckle and follows it up with a big body splash, but RDK catches Kross and slams him back to the mat. Kross rises and bursts forward with a clothesline, but RDK has been waiting for this as he ducks and reverses it with a Rock Bottom. RDK makes an aggressive cover and the referee counts 1…..2…..3 as Kross kicks out half a second too late. RDK gets his hand raised as the referee calls for the bell.

Bell Rings.

Philip: The winner of this bout by pinfall and still the ACW International Champion, The Macho Man RDK!

RDK grabs his title and puts it around his waist, but then he decides to help Kross to his feet. The crowd cheers as RDK and Kross share a friendly handshake. Kross thinks that the result will be different next time and RDK knows that the result will be the same. Kross leaves the ring to RDK who celebrates a bit before heading to the back himself.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Hometown Troubles (Credit: Yoko)

The lights begin to dim down as the Titantron turns white as it did on Warfare, the fans know what is coming next.

The screen fades into an image of a piece of notebook paper that says, "This is a Halberd II Production" on it.

The paper quickly moves out of the view and the audience sees that the camera is in a moving car, as trees and houses flash by. The camera turns to the right, revealing Yoko Satoshi the driver.

Yoko: Is it on this time?

Yuki: Yeah.

Yoko: Are you sure? I don't want to have to repeat myself again. We're almost there now anyway.

Yuki: I'm sure it's on this time, I promise.

Yoko: It had better be. I want to state that I one hundred percent do not, absolutely do not, have a crush on BK London.

Yoko blushes for a moment.

Yuki: I'm sorr-

Yoko: Don't apologize, I already forgave you for that little bit you added to my video.

There is an awkward silence for a few seconds.

Yuki: Weren't you going to tell them who you're coming after when you get back?

Yoko: Yeah, I was. But we're already at the gym. Shut off the camera until I give you the signal to turn it back on, we aren't going to waste space.

The camera fades out to white, and fades back in on Yoko looking into it from a wrestling ring, giving the thumbs up.

Yuki (off camera): She's in a local match right now!

A small, quick, green masked man tries to hit Yoko from behind as she's signaling to Yuki, but she ducks under his fist and immediately spins behind him and locks her arms around his waist. She quickly delivers a German suplex and releases the hold, and returns to a standing position. She raises her arms into the air as he begins to get back up, causing her local Japanese crowd to pop. She runs at him and hits him with The Flying Guillotine, and promptly pins him for the three count. The referee raises her hand, and she rolls out of the ring and walks over to Yuki. They get up and walk outside of the building.

Yuki: You did great!

Yoko: Have to stay in shape while I'm away, don't want ring rust.

Yuki: Should we go back home now?

Yoko: Yeah, I'm done with that appearance.

Yoko stops walking and stares ahead of her.

Yuki: What's wrong?

The camera turns to follow Yoko's gaze, and Yuki sees what Yoko is looking at. There's a female with a red tanktop, black miniskirt, black boots, and short dyed red hair, sitting on their family car with her legs crossed.

Yuki: Oh no...Just ignore her, please.

The girl looks over at them and smiles.

Girl: Yoko Satoshi!

Yoko(Mumbling under her breath): Rika Megumi...

Yoko stomps over to the car.

Yoko: What are you doing here?!

Rika: Heard you were "entertaining" over here today, Yoko-chan. Had to see what you learned in America.

Yoko: And?

Rika: I think you learned how to prance around the ring like a circus clown. Not very impressive.

Yoko: What do you mean? The guy hardly touched me.

Rika: You beat El Froggy Mask. He's hardly even in the rank list. He's a Spanish novelty act. But I doubt you even keep track of what goes on here.

Yoko: I'd like to see you do better!

Rika: Don't get so worked up, Yoko-chan. I'm sure it's a big accomplishment to you.

Yoko: I don't know if you pay attention to ACW, but I'm a pretty big star. I'm winning our bet.

Rika: Off and on. I saw you and the big redhead beating on some guy. Big success, that's a matter of opinion. But I know for a fact you didn't win the world title when you had your chance.

Yoko is silent. Rika smiles and hops off of the car.

Rika: It really was nice to see you again, you stop by more often, ok Yoko-chan? Also, keep up your little circus act, it's hilarious.

Rika turns around and walks off as Yoko clenches her fists.

Yuki: Please don't go after her, you'll get in trouble again.

Yoko: Just turn the camera off, we're going home.

The camera fades out, and fades in back in Yoko's room, but it's empty. The camera shakes for a moment and then sits still. Yuki comes into view and sits down on Yoko's bed.

Yuki: My sister is pretty upset right now, she's taking a shower. I guess she'll tell you who she wants to fight with on the next video. I'll talk to you all again then, because she's not going to want to film anymore in her current mood. Goodbye.

She gets back up off of the bed and walks over to the camera to turn it off. It fades to white.

The Titantron goes back to normal as the lights come back on, leaving the audience to ponder this girl who appears to be Yoko's rival, and to question who exactly on the ACW roster Yoko plans to take out upon her return.

End Segment.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: A lucky escape (Credit: RDK)

The scene begins outside; RDK is walking to his car in the parking lot to get home, he has had a hard match and feels like he should get some rest at his hotel. Before he gets into his limo though, he sees a familiar figure pacing quickly in the parking lot towards him. It's Amo, and he’s got a sledgehammer. Once again, there’s no hint of explanation for this; The crowd boos, but they are also concerned as Amo looks to be in a serious mood.

RDK quickly gets into the limo and yells to the driver.

RDK: GO GO GO!

But when he looks, there is no driver. RDK jumps into the front of the vehicle and looks for the keys, but there are none, and now Amo’s right up alongside the limo. Without a word, he brings the hammer down hard on to the roof and then takes out a window; RDK, realizing that he’s trapped, decides to make a break for it and throws himself out of the opposite side door before running back toward the building. Amo gives chase, and seems to be gaining on RDK; RDK rushes through the corridors until he sees an open elevator. RDK hammers the “close” button and the doors slide shut just as Amo hits them. Amo batters the doors with the sledgehammer, denting them badly and jamming the lift – RDK looks to be stuck, but as the doors start to give way he has a flash of inspiration and jumps up to the access hatch in the roof. RDK clambers up and scrambles up the lift rope – as he reaches the next floor Amo bursts into the lift and drops the hammer, clawing his way up toward RDK. He’s only inches away when RDK manages to force the doors to the next floor open just enough to pass through, and they spring back closed just in time.

RDK sighs in relief and makes his way into the backstage area where V3, BS and 004 are having a chat.

RDK: Brudas, Amo is trying to kill me!

V-3: What? No way….You’re imagining things Macho Man!

004: Yeah, I mean, a chair shot last Monday, yes, but Amo wouldn't try and kill you!

Bladeshadow: Hmm, where is he RDK?

RDK: Ah, forget it brudas, I don't want to get you guys involved, I’m the Macho Man around here, I’ll take Amo out like the jabroni he really is at the November PPV, and this time, we can put two things on the line....

RDK then walks away into his locker room preparing to watch the remainder of the show.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 4: Bladeshadow and V3 vs Hunter and Cage (Ending Segment Credit: Bladeshadow)

The next match is one which has been in the pipeline for a little while, and both teams have important points to prove to one another.

Philip: The next match is a tag team contest, set for one fall. Introducing first, the team of Hunter and Cage!

“Won’t back down” hits, and the brothers emerge side by side. Hunter just smiles at the crowd’s booing; Cage lets it all wash over him, and is silent as usual. Cage glares at Philip as he enters the ring, but fortunately he’s saving his strength for his opponents.

Philip: And their opponents….they are the current ACW Tag Team Champions…..Bladeshadow and V3!

”Step Up” hits, and Blade and V3 come out to a thunderous reception from the crowd. They hold up their belts, and the fans just get louder. On entering the ring, the teams stare one another down; Blade seems particularly angered by Hunter and Cage’s actions, and looks to be itching for some revenge. So it’s Blade who chooses to start for his side, and Hunter sends in Cage for his. The ref passes the tag belts out of the ring, and the crowd cheers as Blade and Cage start to circle.

Bell Rings.

Cage is a very powerfully built man, able to dominate many of his opponents, but Blade has cut his teeth battling the best ACW has to offer and Cage finds that simply battering his opponent into submission is not going to work this time. But Cage is a more rounded wrestler than many people give him credit for, and when he and Blade tie up Cage skillfully gets Blade into a headlock and then lifts him up and falls backward for a brain – busting impact. Cage moves in to cover, but Blade’s taken many blows to the head before and gets himself clear, albeit looking a touch dizzy. Blade turns up his speed and rebounds from the ropes to clothesline Cage; Blade legdrops and covers, not interested in messing about, and gets close to 2. More punching ensues; both men score hits but it’s Cage that places his more tellingly, and he shows off his raw power again by lifting Blade on to his shoulders and using an airplane spin – into – slam to increase Blade’s disorientation. Hunter calls Cage for a tag, and Cage obliges; Blade has a few seconds to do the same but with his head still spinning he can’t sort out the right direction fast enough, and Hunter whips Blade back into his own corner. They double team Blade until the ref complains, at which point Blade elbows Cage off the apron, boots Hunter in the gut, and scrambles to tag in V3 just in time. V3 rockets in and with Cage out of the way he’s free to turnbuckle – splash Hunter before monkey – flipping him back to the centre of the ring. V3 covers and gets 2, and Hunter is looking just a tiny bit less cocky than before as the pair face off.

V3 goes on the offensive right away, hammering Hunter with blows before suplexing him to the canvas. V3 slides in with a baseball slide to the back and then locks in the invertigo hold while the pair are grounded. The fans cheer and start shouting “Tap! Tap!”; Hunter glowers at them and shouts some rather uncouth language that suggests he’s not keen on the idea. Hunter tries to get to the ropes, but his mobility is limited; the strain starts to show and his hand wavers – but at this point Cage makes an executive decision and ploughs in to break up the hold. The ref angrily yells at him to get back; Cage tries to intimidate him with his size but the ref’s having none of it. Behind them, Hunter is using all the tricks in the book – closed hand punches, attempted low blows etc – but V3 isn’t falling for it and he gives Hunter an eyerake followed by a DDT before tagging to Blade. Blade hurries in and gets to work; he knocks Hunter down with a tornado kick and then goes up top for the Thor’s Hammer. But at this point the ref turns; he’s missed the tag, and he blocks an infuriated Blade from delivering the move. Blade protests, but the ref orders V3 back into the ring; V3 bravely does as he’s told and resumes fighting with Hunter, but Blade seems utterly incensed at the ref’s actions and refuses to let the point drop. Which means that poor V3 is left totally open to being double –teamed by the brothers; he fights valiantly but their combined power is just too much. Working together, Hunter and Cage give the first public demonstration of their tag finisher, the Nightmare (FU / sitdown pwerbomb combo); it is crushingly powerful, and Hunter only has to make a symbolic cover after getting the ref’s attention back while Cage quietly slips around the ring and kicks Blade off of the apron to make sure he can’t interrupt the 1-2-3.

Philip: Here are your winners……Hunter and Cage!

The audience is amazed and not at all happy; they boo and jeer Hunter and Cage as they leave, but the brothers couldn’t be more pleased with the outcome and they smirk all the way back to the locker rooms.

Blade re – enters the ring; he looks over at V, who is just regaining consciousness, with a look of disgust.

Blade: Dammit man, How could you let them BEAT you?

V-3: whaaa…Like…I had….a choice.

Blade: IDIOT! Of course you had a choice, I saw that coming a mile away, and so should you!!

V-3: So, I messed up, JESUS CHRIST LAY OFF ME!!!

Blade: Yea…whatever, it’s not as if it really matters…..we can’t ALL be perfect.

Blade jumps out of the ring, and walks to the back without even attempting to help his teammate, leaving V-3 alone in the ring and looking saddened and confused.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Unstoppable(Credit: TNT and Jakie)

The crowd is pumped up for the next match of the night, but they find they must wait a little longer as “Away” by Mercy Drive hits and TNT makes his way down to the Squared Circle. A chorus of boos follows as TNT stands in the ring with the LW title held above his head with one arm. He slings it over his shoulder and takes a mic from a man at ringside and begins to speak.

TNT: Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa, No ONE!! and I mean NO ONE! introduced me properly.

TNT slides out of the ring and goes over to Phillip.

TNT: Hey Jackass. I just came out to a grand entrance junior and I HAVE to be introduced properly, now do it! Properly!

TNT forcefully gives the mic to Phillip and you can hear him say "Go On" to Phillip.

Philip: Ladies and Gentemen, now gracing us with his presence in the arena, AND STILL THE LW Champion, T-N-T!

TNT slides into the ring and gets on the turnbuckle and taunts everyone knowing that he is on top of the world now that his opponent, Jakie is outta his way. In the background the cameras just about pick up Philip mouthing something that looks suspiciously like the word “twat” to the timekeeper.

TNT: Well, now that I have been properly introduced I have been given the honor to announce Jakie’s condition after the events of Monday. Sadly, his knee has been shattered in many places and he will be back in 4-5 months AT THE LEAST!!! In fact, he may never be able to wrestle again.

The crowd begins a “Jakie” chant. TNT notices a little kid in the front row with a “TNT fears Jakie!!” sign. TNT walks down and begins to talk to the kid.

TNT: Oh cute, I Fear Jakie. Why would I fear a little punk kid who comes up to my knee?

TNT rips the sign out of the kid’s hands and rips it up and throws it on the ground as the kid begins to cry. TNT slides back into the ring to finish what he wants to say.

TNT: One more thing I want to say. I am using Jakie to show all you lightweights who want my title, that you have no chance. I am willing to do the same to you that I did to Jakie. When it comes to defending my title, I am Unbeatable and Unstoppable......

....But, now that that’s over with, we can get back to business, tonight, I go one on one with Latino?

Crowd Boos.

TNT: Hmm...you people should give a lot of respect to this guy...I mean...being in this business for a damn long time, and fighting throughout the odds, and now he's on his way to the top and gonna get the gold one day...Yeah RIGHT!!! Tonight when I see Latino, I am gonna annihilate him! He's gonna be beaten 1...2..3 baby! So I'll tell you this you Latin Jackass. Esta Noche, TNT es Stickos his Footos up Your Monkey Asno. And if you don't understand what I just said, I just said that I'm gonna take my foot and kick your ass all over this ARENA!! No, No, No I'll tell you what. How bout tonight, in the Main event, TNT vs Latino, I got Something for ya chump. I got a big Sombrero, A Donkey, and Hot bottle of tequila chico, and What I want you do is to jump on that Donkey, put on your sombrero and Ride off into the Sunset Ese....Ari....Ari....Ari....Arrrrrrrrrriba! Ha!! Lemme remind of something Latino.....You ain't Nothing. You old blood, You old dried Up blood, and that NEVER!.....

Crowd: EVER!

TNT: Don't do that.

He glares at the crowd for stepping on his speech.

TNT: Ever....gets anything done. See on one hand you got Latino, never winning the World title yet, and is a nobody, and on the other hand, you have T-N-T, The man who got to the top by taking out everyone in his path, my accomplishments are ENDLESS, I'm one of the most dominant new talents in this business. I'm TNT DAMNIT! I'm the Bona fide Franchise Player, meaning that I am the REAL....FUCKING...DEAL! And nobody, and I mean nobody can handle, TNT...

TNT drops the Mic and throws his arm up in the air to taunt the crowd before returning backstage to prepare for his match.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 5: Amo the Great vs BK London – Arm Wrestling Match (Credit: BK London)

Oncde TNT has concluded his oratorical performance, the crew can finish setting up for a somewhat different type of match. Once everything’s in place, Philip enters the ring.

Phillip: This match is an Arm Wrestling Match, the rules of this match are as follows: This match will consist of three rounds, each competitior must start when the referee tells them to start or else they will lose that round and the opponent will be declared the winner, also elbows must stay on the mat at all times. Coming to the ring weighing in at 320 pounds from Los Angeles, California, Amo The Great!

"The Magnificent Seven" by The Clash hits and Amo steps through the curtains to a large amount of heat from the fans because of his actions last week. As he walks down to the ring he jeers the fans and then he stops and sees a little boy wearing a Macho Man RDK hat. He grabs the hat off the boy and rips it in half as the little boy cries. Amo enters the ring and he walks around to the other side of the arm wrestling elevated platform. He waits for his small opponent to come down to the ring.

Phillip: And his opponent weighing in at 234 pounds from Brooklyn, New York, B-K London !!

"Breathe" by Fabulous blazes through the speakers as the crowd is on their feet for the crowd favorite BK London. As BK London steps through the curtain wearing his own brand of headgear with the letters B-K on it similar to NY on the New York Yankees hat, the crowd cheers loudly giving him one of the biggest pops of the night. BK London walks down to the ring and he slaps hands with the people in the crowd. BK London sees the sad kid and he looks at Amo then looks back at the kid. London takes off his hat and he puts it on the kid and the kid smiles. BK London slides in the ring and he begins to stretch. BK London and Amo stare across the ring at each other and the referee calls both of them to the center.

Referee: Alright, lets make this clean, you both heard the rules now put your elbows on the platform and lock hands.

BK London and Amo place their elbows on the platform and lock hands, just as the referee asked them to.

Amo: Get ready to be crushed. You are no match for me short stack.

BK: Amo, you have no idea how wrong you are.

Referee: And....... GO!!

Both BK and Amo start and both superstars struggle to take the other guy's hand down. It appears from the first five seconds that Amo is gonna win as he is inches from slamming BK's hand down to the ground but BK fires back and the vein in his bicep looks as if it is about to explode. You can tell from their faces that both opponents are really strong, BK is about to slam Amo's hand down but Amo stomps on the foot of BK and he takes this chance and BK's arm is hurled down to the platform.

Phillip: And the winner of the first round, Amo The Great.

BK London holds his toe as Amo laughs at BK. The crowd becomes frustrated at Amo's tactic to win and they boo him heavily.

Amo: Come on BK, give up now. I promise I will go easy on you.

BK’s face changes from pain to anger and he slams his elbow on the platform, eager for round two. Amo cockily places his elbow down and smirks at BK.

Referee: And.....GO!!!

BK London struggles to get the early advantage but Amo proves to be too strong for him. Outweighing him by almost 100 pounds Amo looks as if he is gonna take this round easy and finish him off but the crowd chants, "Lets Go BK *clap clap clap clap clap*". BK London feeds off the energy of the crowd and the tide changes, Amo can't believe it and he can only watch as his arm strikes the platform.

Phillip: And the winner of the second round, B-K London.

The crowd cheers BK on still as BK now laughs at Amo. Amo is pissed off and furious. Amo goes to the corner and he picks up a bottle of water and begins to drink it to quench his thirst. Amo then slams his elbow on the platform sending a crack through it.

Amo: Let’s finish this, now.

BK London places his elbow down and their hands lock up.

Referee: And.......GO!!!!

BK and Amo start off strong against each other and it seems as if it is a stalemate as no man is moving from their original position even though they both are struggling. Both biceps reveal veins from them and even a vein from Amo's head starts to show. Just then BK London beings to take Amo's arm slowly down, Amo can't believe it and the crowd is cheering for BK. Amo's plan comes into action and he spits the water in BK London's face, revealing he didn't drink it at all. Amo then slams BK's hand down to the platform as BK is temporarily blinded.

Phillip: And the winner of the Arm Wrestling Match, Amo The Great!

Amo celebrates in the ring as BK is wiping the water off his face. BK quickly glances at Amo who is basking in all his glory. BK kicks the platform over and he walks up to Amo. Amo looks down at BK, towering over him, and they both exchange trash talk. Amo then slaps BK. Amo then turns around to leave the ring but BK turns Amo around and BK takes it to Amo with a barrage of punches. BK gets Amo in the corner and he attempts to whip him into the opposite corner but Amo counters it and sends BK into the corner. Amo attempts a clothesline to BK but BK ducks and bounces off the ropes as Amo slowly walks out of the corner stunned. BK comes off the ropes and he hits Amo with the Yakuza Kick from Hell which takes the big man down. Amo rolls out of the ring and he holds his chest as he walks around the ring to the front of the ring. Just then Gingerdude's music hits, and Ginger paces out on to the stage, not at all happy with either man’s behaviour.

Ginger: Stop it, Stop it, Stop it !!! Listen if you two want to fight, fine, but you will do it properly, in the ring. Ring that bell dammit, we are gonna have ourselves a little impromptu match, it is gonna be BK London vs Amo The Great one on one and the match starts now !!

Amo looks at his opponent nervously as he has to fight the eager BK London, and the show cuts to commercials.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

As we come back from commercial Amo hits BK with a Swinging Neckbreaker and he covers BK for the pin but BK kicks out. During the commercial BK has taken a lot of beating from Amo especially after the Powerbomb by Amo earlier. Amo picks up BK and he whips him into the ropes, Amo goes for the turnbuckle spear but BK picks his legs up and wraps them around the torso of Amo and follows up with a Sunset Flip Pin but Amo kicks out at two. Both BK and Amo get up but Amo levels BK with a hard clothesline that nearly takes London's head off. Amo picks up BK London by the neck from the ground and he raises him over 7 feet in the air. Amo chokes BK and BK tries to get him to release the hold but Amo keeps a hard grip on his neck. As BK starts to fade Amo throws him across the ring. BK holds his back as he lays on the ground and Amo slowly approaches him cockily, BK slowly starts to get up but Amo slaps him back down. Amo picks up BK again and he sets him up in the corner, Amo then hits BK with a massive chop to the chest that is heard all around the arena. BK holds his chest and Amo whips BK in the opposite corner. Amo attempts a Body Avalnche but BK big boots him in his chest. Amo turns around and drops to one knee. BK goes up and sits on the top rope and then he hits Amo with a Diving Bulldogg. Amo is out for the moment and BK slowly climbs up to the top rope. Amo is still out by the center of the ring and BK jumps off and hits Amo with The Pegasus Dive. Amo holds his chest and BK holds his head. BK the rolls over on Amo and covers him but Amo kicks out.

BK rolls over to the ropes and he uses them to help him get up. He stalks Amo from behind as he is staggering to his feet. Amo turns around and BK attempts the Shades of Michaels but BK catches his foot. Amo then waves his finger sides to side, he spins BK around and he begins to hit him with The Seven. Amo finally hits the Seven punch and he knocks BK down. Amo slowly places his foot on BK's chest, the referee counts one-two-thr--- but BK grabs Amo's leg and he takes him down to the ground and locks Amo in the Ankle Lock. Amo screams in agonizing pain and he attempts to crawl to the ropes but BK drags him back to the center of the ring and increases the pressure on his ankle. Amo begins to kick BK off and he successfully does, BK falls back on his neck but gets right back up. Amo gets up to one knee and BK charges at him but Amo punches him in the stomach. BK is stopped in his tracks and Amo picks him up for the Amo Driver but as BK is in the reverse headlock he counters it and kicks Amo in the gut. He then follows up with The Revovler. BK falls to the ground and so does Amo who is heavily exhausted. The referee begins to count and for the double count out but BK gets up by 4 and he goes to the top rope. He hypes the crowd up, BK then attempts the From Brookyln to London on Amo but Amo gets his knees up and BK hurts his torso. Amo rolls over to the ropes and he finally gets up to his feet, Amo goes over to BK and picks him up.

He sets BK up in powerbomb position and he raises him on shoulders but BK punches his way out of it and hops off the shoulders of Amo. BK then bounces off the ropes and he takes Amo down with a shoulder tackle. BK gets back up and the crowd chants his name as they did earlier, BK then whips Amo into the corner but Amo stops himself with his foot. As Amo turns around BK and Amo crack heads with each other and they both fall to the ground. The referee starts the double count out again but both superstars are up by 8 as they try to shake it off. Amo and BK slowly begin to exchange blows and Amo gets the upperhand. He whips BK into the corner but this time BK runs up the ropes and attempts a Moonsault but Amo pushes his legs and BK falls on his groin. The crowd boos Amo as Amo sickly smirks, Amo climbs up to the top rope and he attempts to do a Super Back Drop but BK elbows him off. Amo keeps his balance on the top rope and BK puts Amo in Russian Leg Sweep Position. BK hits Amo with a Russian Leg Sweep off the top rope and both superstars are down once again. As the referee looks down at the two BK's hand is on Amo and Amo's hand is on BK. The referee counts one-two-three. The referee signals for the bell and he goes to Phillip the announcer and speaks with him.

Phillip: Ladies and Gentleman, the referee has just informed me that since both superstars have pinned each other there is no other choice but to call this match as a Draw.

The crowd boos at this statement as both superstars still lay motionless in the center of the ring. The referee checks on both men to check if they are alright, but as he’s doing this the titantron unexpectedly blazes into life, and the crowd starts to react loudly as a massive, spiked silhouette is cast across the corridor outside the demon pit by an approaching figure…..

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Segment: Skurai’s Plot

Ridley is walking at a steady pace as the camera picks him up; his expression is that same, vacant gaze that he’s worn since Samhain when he’s not been trying to slaughter all and sundry. The door to the Demon Pit opens of its own accord and Ridley heads inside without even the slightest pause to consider what might be within.

Inside all the normal torches are out; the only light comes from a new addition to the space – a static – screened TV set. Ridley stops in front of it and waits, and right on schedule the picture flickers and resolves into a shot of a now – familiar hospital corridor. Then Skurai’s voice is heard; it’s painful to listen to, even though his voice is noticeably quiet.

Skurai: Ridley, Ridley…..I waited for you, for no small amount of time, but did you do as I asked? No. No phone call, no letter…..no singing telegram…..you know, I’ve always wanted one of those.

Skurai laughs a little, and then his voice becomes more taut.

Skurai: So I’m going to make you come to me, Ridley…..by taking something I know you value very highly. I’m sure you can guess what it is.

The shot starts to move through the corridor. Ridley continues to watch, his expression completely static. It becomes clear that Skurai’s alone and is holding the camera himself; he reaches the door with Rose’s name on it that we saw earlier, and his hand is seen silently pushing it open. The camera moves up to the bed; Rose is lying there, eyes closed and dozing.

Skurai reaches out and brushes a few strands of hair from her face.

Skurai: Ahhhhh……so beautiful, so peaceful. It seems a shame to wake her……

A slight pause.

Skurai (softly): Rose……Rose……time to wake up…..I want you to know what’s happening to you.

Slowly, Rose’s eyes flicker; it takes a second for her eyes to focus before they snap open, and Skurai captures a perfect shot of Rose in absolute fear before he clamps an ether – soaked cloth over her mouth and nose. Rose tries to grab his arm, but in her already drowsy state it only takes a few seconds for her to pass out again. Once she’s out, Skurai pulls back the bedcovers and starts to shift Rose to pick her up.

Skurai: Rose and I are going to take a little journey, Ridley, but don’t worry; we’re closer than you think-

Abruptly the camera swings around, as if Skurai’s sensed something. The shot is unsteady, but it picks up the view through the small window into the corridor, across the hall and into another room a short distance away, where another familiar face can just be made out. We can’t see Skurai at all, but it looks as if he and Alicia make eye contact for a split second before Alicia dives out of sight, probably going for the panic button.

Skurai: Fuck it!

The camera shot drops, and the view is now of Rose’s bedclothes and one of her feet as Skurai drops the camera on to the bed. The camera continues to roll, and the audio picks up the sounds of combat, furniture being overturned and glassware broken. Then there’s a new voice…..

Voice: What on earth? Who are you? Oh god, Security! SECURI-AAAAGGGGHHHHHH!!!

More crashes and bangs are heard, and then there’s the sound of an alarm going off. The crashing stops, and a shadow flashes past the camera as someone dashes back into the room. Then the camera is picked up, and Skurai turns it around to face himself for the first time. He’s bleeding very slightly from scratches to his face, but his gaze is one of untold strength and malice.

Skurai: If you want to see Rose again, Ridley, come to the ring. At once.

Skurai leers, and turns the camera back round; it shows Rose being picked up and slung over Skurai’s shoulder, before Skurai opens the window.

Skurai: I guess I won’t need this…..

The camera is thrown out of the window, and it falls to the ground; as it impacts the shot returns to static.

Ridley has watched this without even the barest change in expression, or a single word; and now, just as silently, he walks up to the TV, Yakuza Kicks it into hundreds of pieces in a single blow, and then sweeps out of the door.

Fade Out.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Match 6: Latino vs TNT

The last match of the night is the first meeting between two of ACW’s most charismatic superstars. One has a long history of main eventing; for the other, this honour has been far, far too long coming (in his own humble opinion, of course.

Philip: Our final contest tonight is set for one fall……Introducing first, from Chicago Illinois…….the ACW Lightweight Champion, TNT!

TNT’s attitude firmly divides the crowd, and a mix of cheering and boos is heard over “Away” by Mercy Drive, but after his attack on Jakie the boos are in the majority. TNT just does what he always does; he flips off the crowd and struts to the ring. If he’s feeling any pressure from going up against Latino, it doesn’t show.

TNT has just reached the ring and is giving Philip a verbal dressing down when “I stand alone” hits, and Latino also comes forward to an undecided crowd.

Philip: And his opponent, from New York………Latino!

Latino walks to the ring at a steady pace; he has several things on his mind, but he pushes them to the back of his head in order to focus on his opponent. Latino enters the ring and the pair stare one another down; this doesn’t last long as Latino isn’t intimidated by TNT’s attempts to throw him, and the ref gives the nod to the timekeeper sitting at the side.

Bell Rings.

Latino and TNT can’t wait to get at one another; TNT’s self confidence is rivaled only by his punching power, and Latino has not taken kindly to TNT’s comments earlier in the evening. Both men are extremely strong but Latino’s marginally quicker, and he wears TNT down until he can send him to the ropes with a whip. Latino goes for a clothesline but TNT lowers his head and speeds up into a gore – like attack, driving Latino to the mat. TNT hops up and elbow drops in double quick time before making a pin; he gets shoved away by Latino before the ref can even consider starting the count. TNT’s cockiness has been getting on Latino’s nerves as much as anyone’s, and now he takes a little revenge, setting up a rhythmic punching that accompanies some Hispanic trash talk. The taunting only goads TNT into hitting harder, but his accuracy is lacking and Latino dodges the blows before using his Russian leg sweep to bring TNT down again. Latino makes a pin; TNT objects strenuously and kicks Latino off just as the ref counts 1. Both men have built the capacity to endure a lot of punishment during their time in ACW, and it dawns on both of them that a quick, snatched victory is a highly unlikely prospect. With this in mind, they stand up, but don’t re – engage right away; instead they circle a little more, glaring at one another and each formulating a more complex gameplan which they hope will lead them to victory. Then TNT makes a dash forward to try and catch Latino out; Latino steps to the side but TNT anticipates, spins on a dime and smashes his calf into Latino’s head. TNT powerslams Latino and covers for an exploratory pin; he gets about 1.5, and stores this information in his head for later use.

[Alicia "Atomic" Kitsune]

Though breaking TNT’s cover was not particularly taxing, Latino notes TNT’s methodical approach to the match. Latino prefers to work “on the fly” in a street – fighting inspired style, so he decides that playing wargames is not the way he should approach this foe. So Latino tries a different tactic – TNT is looking for an opportunity to use his powerful range of moves, so Latino lets him get close and then draws him over to the edge of the ring. Here TNT tries to lock up with Latino, but as soon as he does so Latino throws him sideways whilst propelling himself with a jump in the same direction, sending both men through the ropes and out of the ring. Latino puts his foot to the floor and sets TNT up for a vertical suplex; he stalls it and carries TNT, with a stunning display of power, across to the first of the steel steps before dropping TNT head first. There’s a loud BANG, and the crowd gasps; TNT looks to be knocked out and there’s a sizable dent in the metal. Latino picks TNT up, but before he can roll him back to the ring TNT revives and thrashes free, with a look of thunder across his features. A single uppercut sends Latino staggering back to the guardrail before TNT picks him up, glances at the ring….and then with a nasty smile produces one of his original finishers, the F5, sending Latino into the ring post. Latino’s ribs on his left side take most of the impact, and he yells in pain; TNT makes a grab for a repeat performance but Latino forces down the agony and slides back into the ring to escape. TNT follows, apparently in no hurry; Latino glares at him and beckons TNT to come forward, but TNT knows that he’s made a significant impact and he has every intention of exploiting it to the full.

Straight away the fight’s back on; Latino aims for TNT between the eyes and gets in a shot or two, but TNT keeps pressurizing Latino’s injured side with both punches and kicks and the stabs of pain distract Latino for just a crucial fraction of a second so that TNT can block effectively. Latino tries to protect that side, and it works for a few moments…until TNT suddenly switches to the other and jumps up for an athletic kick to Latino’s head. Latino wavers and then falls, and TNT backs up before executing the Rolling Thunder. He stays in position for a pin, and gets a count which is just past 2. TNT smirks, sure victory is close……and this makes something in Latino’s spirit flare and rebel. He kips up, fixes TNT with a fiery stare, and storms forward; Latino swings an arm, which TNT ducks, but Latino twirls on the spot and then dropkicks TNT with extreme prejudice right in the face. TNT’s sense of balance is screwed up and Latino takes a short run up before nailing a Hurracanrana; TNT falls, quite close to the ropes, and with a grin Latino springs up, raises an arm to the crowd who are cheering now for the general quality of the match rather than one person in particular, and gives the fans a Polaroid moment with his split – legged moonsault. Latino pins and hooks the leg, 1,2…TNT raises a shoulder, the crowd is beside itself and Latino is more than a little taken aback. Both men are now seriously low on gas; they stand and go head to head, and the match is balanced on a knife point. Latino get sclose and whispers something to TNT; it’s inaudible to the sound mics in the arena but clearly it incenses TNT, who lunges forward. Latino turns this momentum into a bulldog, rockets to the corner and leaps up for the Houston Hangover – but TNT rolls and Latino doesn’t deliver a full hit. As they stand TNT seems dizzy; Latino starts to set him up for a piledriver but as he inverts him, TNT clamps his legs around Latino’s neck in a bizarre choking hold. Latino tries to throw him aside but TNT holds on; Latino weakens and drops to his knees…..and then TNT lets go, braces his arms on the mat and flips Latino forward with his feet, driving his face into the canvas. TNT releases the hold and rolls Latino over to pin in a split second; the ref is in position, and Latino busts out a fraction after the 1-2-3 count is awarded.

Philip: Here is your winner…..TNT!

It takes a second before either man can stand, but when they do it’s clear that Latino is deeply frustrated and angry. He and TNT are nose to nose, ripping one another to shreds with sharp words and it looks like it’s all going to kick off again, when…..